"I'm sorry, hey, brother (...)"
…………
"You're bad, too. I know I'm in there, but come on in."
"That's because Lark is coming home late!
"Uh, bad, bad. A little bit of a gifted pearl."
On our way back out of the raccoon hole, we were headed for the exit.
Walking next to me, one head bigger than me is Lark. Long blonde hair tied unconstructively behind her, her flirtatious eyes purple. Beneath his soggy nose is a thinning lip from which incessant words are spun out.
Maybe she's the kind of girl who'll be beautiful in the future. Occasionally, when they encounter adventurers, they see Lark in the face of "oops" —— although mine slaves like us aren't sure around because they seem to have been "castrated (in a magical sense)" sexually cut by contract witchcraft.
I don't know what your brother is, but you know the hard word, right? Where'd you hear that?
I've been told that by Lark once, but I can only say I'm not sure. I'm not just throwing up a lie of my age, I'm a true 10.
The pit divides like a branch of a great tree. The walls are bitter but the surface is wet and muddy. Here, puffiness and a genius pearl grow like that whether it's a cob or a blister (...).
It's divided like a branch, so on the contrary, it's a dimension that choosing a thick path ends up at the entrance. Most of all, what we have is a supernatant called the "upper layers," and the "middle layers" and "lower layers" are completely different. It was the turn of the adventurers and the former adventurers miners because there are vicious monsters out there. And of course, "middle" and "lower" produce better quality gifted pearls.
"Did you see it? It's beautiful, but you're always used to it."
My backpack contains nine gifted pearls. Shades vary, ranging from red, blue and yellow… The size is about two times bigger than my grip.
I think of the gifted pearl I took today. [M]
The color is nagging red. It's glowing from the inside, and the letters are floating around.
[Leg Strengthen ]
some rare whether they are seen once every few days, blue,
[Fire Magic ]
Oh, my God, I could find it today.
"Are you used to seeing it? This is why my brother is not here."
"Don't mess with me. Just let me out. What, you got three stars?
The higher the number of this star, the rarer it seems. My feeling is that one star versus two stars is one in 100. 3 stars is about 1 in 1,000. It's just that "middle" and "lower" are different again.
I've only seen 3 stars once before. As much as one star was a joke, three stars were shining. Even though the genius pearls can be sold at quite a high price when it comes to 3 stars, I, the slave, don't want to know the value of the sale.
"There are three of them. I can't help it. I thought I'd show it to my brother."
"... or you're gonna show it all to the inspectors at the exit anyway"
Naturally, all the gifted pearls that slaves have unearthed will be confiscated. There will also be checks to see if we have achieved today's norm.
"Nori, I'm sorry! Pinch it!
"No, even if they pointed my lips at me so plainly."
"Don't you want to see it? Don't you want to see it?
"Okay, okay, I want to see it, I want to see it, so don't put your fists on your temples. Don't get grumpy. It just hurt!?"
"Heh, honesty is best, brother."
Lark took it (...) out of a bag hanging on his hip.
Until this moment, I was only wondering if what Lark had brought was a sooo rare 4 stars at best.
That's why I was so alarmed.
"Ugh."
I turned away unexpectedly. Because the lights are too strong.
The light is rainbow.
This strength does not compare to 3 stars.
"4 stars......? I'm blind."
Besides, the color of the light emitted is...... rainbow.
It is a gifted pearl with "unique characteristics" that do not belong to all systems.
"Baka, my brother, is this the 4-star light? This..."
Lark whispered in my ear.
The fun, like it can't be contained.
Let the excitement bite.
Desire that should have been castrated, as I recall.
—— 6 stars (...).
and.
In the center of its brilliant glow,
[Shadow King Demon Swordsmanship (Shadowking) ]
The letter was floating around.